That familiar feeling again... Under everyone's expectant, puzzled, and even somewhat reverent gazes, Angel sighed inwardly.
From Saint to Angel, and now to her current level, she had become the focus of attention at the Tarot Club many times.
Of course, this was hardly a bad thing. As a founding member of the gathering, she was happy to use her strength and offer all kinds of help to give the other members a special sense of belonging. After learning that Klein was the Fool, she had felt an even greater sense of responsibility.
Besides, there are things they really should know... Angel muttered inwardly, then met the others' gazes and began:
"I believe you already know that the Primordial Demoness fell some time ago."
Everyone exchanged glances, then nodded one after another.
"Her fall was accompanied by numerous disasters across the world," the Hermit said. "Was this related to you?"
"To be precise, Cheek was deep within the Mirror World when she fell, so the impact on the physical world wasn't particularly great. But combined with the disturbances caused by my accommodating the Uniqueness, it resulted in disasters in the physical world. All I could do was try to direct them toward uninhabited deserts, oceans, or polar regions to minimize casualties."
Angel answered.
Accommodating the Uniqueness... Cattleya froze, then immediately understood what the Empress meant:
To accomplish this, she must have already advanced to sequence 1. That meant the Tarot Club now had a genuine King of Angel!
Apart from the gods, who no longer appeared in the physical world, a King of Angel possessing a Uniqueness was undoubtedly the most powerful existence. Even the Hidden Sage worshipped by the Moses Ascetic Order was, in truth, only at this level.
At that moment, a disrespectful thought even sprang into the